Nazmi slept for around half an hour, but found it was too hard to rest after the strange news. Despite the tiredness in her mind, her heart and body had other ideas – but at the moment, all of them were naughty.
Samir had cuddled close to her and fallen into a light sleep. Since she was the little spoon, she couldn't turn to look at his face... but she knew it must have been handsome.
The feelings the poor nymph had started to feel for him were confusing, but she didn't have the heart to confront them head-on. Nazmi decided to wait until the situation between them called for it, or for Samir to address it first.
Until then, she would remain in limbo. After all, they still needed to court properly. She wanted to experience a little romance in her life before becoming a heartless vampire Prince's mate just because she wanted to fuck him.
...Which actually led to her current predicament.
